I've been here for a whole month. (He explains in a stressed rush. He lets go of Bill and steps away from him, his hands grappling at the front of his own shirt. He's trying to not grab onto his inhaler. Not to use, but at this point, it's a comfort crutch.)

...That's because no one else really is here. Except me, Richie, and Stan. (That he's seen so far, but he definitely hasn't seen the others.

Eddie stares at Bill, half wanting to spit the word out for Bill's sake, half for his own sake, but he doesn't.)

Yeah. I've been trading with them for like, a week.